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TITLE: Seduction

AUTHOR: Mystic

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MAIN CHARACTER: Jimmy

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Pandora, thanks for the inspiration! Readers, beware this is my first quickie fic and I don't think it has a plot but then again maybe it does.

WARNING/RATING: This story contains GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT. It is not intended for children. Reader discretion is advised. If this sort of storyline offends you, please don't read it. This is not a slash story.

DISCLAIMER: I can't help it. I love Jimmy. The rest of the crew is alright too. But, The Young Riders and all characters mentioned in this story are the property of the Ogiens/Kane Company and Ed Spielman. I have utmost respect for their creations and merely write not to degrade these characters but to enhance avenues of their lives that were not explored on the show.

SEDUCTION

by Mystic

She peeked through the lacy curtains of the mainhouse into the starry darkness of the night. She waited for him with anxious anticipation. Her heart pounded in her chest, contemplating his imminent arrival. She had thought about him, oh so many nights. The images that floated in her mind made too many of those nights a sleepless nightmare. Her restlessness increased when she lay in bed as each thought she maneuvered, each instant she played in startling detail. How she would seduce him. How she would make him yield to her every wanton desire. She was powerless to his exuding aura of masculinity. He was everything she wanted in a man. He was sexual, he was dangerous.

She knew she would melt in his arms if he dared ever touch her. His scorching lips, his sultry kiss; to have his touch hers was the one thing she craved to experience. To feel his rippling passion consume her very soul was what she desired. Her heart now felt the intensity of what tonight could be, what she hoped would be the beginnings of her seduction of him. Her plan she would carry out tonight. Like a Mistress of Eros she would conquer him, she would claim him as her own. A mark with her name, was what she hoped would be branded within him once this night came to its completion. A night where her passion would rule and love would conquer all.

Heat, fire, sweat, spread evenly through her like a blanket on a cold winter's night. Her body, her mind welcomed the heated sensations openly as she heard the sound of a horse enter the homestead. There he was on his beautiful palomino, the Pony Express rider that made her feel so hot, made her lustful, made her heart yearn for just a taste, a small taste of the flavor of his manhood. Her breathing intensified and she bit her lip hard as she saw him approaching the house. He had followed her, just as she had instructed him to do. The note she'd slipped to him during the dance simply read: "I need to talk to you. Don't let the others know. Meet me at the mainhouse." That's all that needed to be said. She knew he would grant her wish, no questions asked. Special indeed she was to him and she knew it. He would come running, running to her side because he loved her.

"What am I doing?" she suddenly asked herself, the question coming forth in a whisper. Fear, doubt, unbelief, struck her in that instant. Her heart she had given to someone else, committed it to another man but here she was, wanting, desiring, lusting after another. Jimmy pulled on her unlike any man she'd ever known. His power was great and she didn't want to fight it anymore. Why? Why deprive herself any longer of something she had been too frightened to pursue? He was there and she wanted him. Though he himself never realized it, his mark he embedded in her long ago. A mark that dwelt in her innermost thought and desires.

Gazing on him as he got closer, she admired him. He was so handsome, so desireable. His black hat rested on his head, his long brown hair resting fully on his broad shoulders. She almost felt a sense of guilt leading him on like this, so innocent, so clueless, like a sheep being led to the slaughter. Yet, she didn't want to turn back. The plan was in progress, an opportunity she had been waiting on for some time; she had to see it through, for she knew that if she didn't, it would be a regret she'd harbor inside herself forever.

Jimmy had been anxious. What could it be? he wondered. From the minute he read her note, he found it difficult to think of anything, anyone else but her. She had excused herself from the dance saying she felt ill. He couldn't remember the last time she had been sick or complained of any ailment. It worried him. Was she in trouble? Was she in need of his help? Whatever it was he knew he had to be there for her. A special place he held in his heart for her and he would do anything for her. Even though he knew her love belonged to someone else, he couldn't help the way he felt about her. He had fantasized about her so many times he couldn't possibly recall how many now. But, that type of love, he knew they could never share. Not in this lifetime.

He saw the glow of the lamp as it illuminated the small house. His thoughts ran wild, a million questions flashing speedily with no answers yet in sight. He walked up the steps. The heavy sounds of his feet against the wooden deck echoed in the silent night. His heartbeat increased. A sweat building on his brow under his hat. He had ridden like a mad man to her on his loyal beast, ripping through the chill of the autum night. Now, here he was, lifting a nervous hand to knock on the door.

In a second she opened the door. There she stood before him, so beautiful, so radiant. The soft light highlighting her lovely features; her eyebrows, her nose, her full lips. He looked at her and yes, it was a look of more than endearment. He swallowed hard because he knew, he felt it in the pit of his stomach, the desire he held for her. What was she doing to him?

"Jimmy." she finally said. "I'm glad you came. I-I wasn't sure if you were."

He shook his head as if to tell her not to think like that. "You know I'll always be there for you." His eyes peered deep into hers and she felt his power rush like a river through her. He penetrated her thoughts, she felt naked before him. Her cheeks turned a shade of red, the heat of the moment made her thoughts ever more erotic. Trying to hide the exceeding pleasure she felt from his comment, she invited him in with reserved civility. He followed her into the middle of the room, the crackling noises of the fireplace filling the silence therein. She closed her eyes feeling the closeness of his body to hers. Her back faced him and he lifted his hands to take a hold of her arms but refrained, thinking he had no right to take such liberties with her. She proceeded to take a couple of steps away from him attempting to quelch the nervousness she was feeling.

"Are you okay?" he asked concerned, noticing her apprehension to look at him.

"No...I mean yes...well no."

Jimmy felt more confused now. Was she okay or not? "What's wrong?" he asked her one more time, a slight wrinkle in his brow.

She turned to face him rather unsure of what words would come out of her mouth. Should she just reveal at once the trueness of what she felt for him or should her commonplace reservation be the road to take. It didn't matter. She had him there and she would have to take advantage of the precious time now granted. The minutes, too precious to count were rapidly ticking away. The others would return in due time and an interruption she couldn't afford, not now, she was too close.

"Jimmy," she began as she turned to him, finally lifting her eyes up to his, gazing longinly at his beautiful face. "You know, there are times when people meet each other and things just don't seem to work out for them for whatever reasons there be even though they have a mutual admiration for each other." She paused to see if any of this made sense. He had a look of puzzlement as to what this was all about. She continued, seeing she would have to be more direct.

"What I'm trying to say Jimmy, is that...we are friends right?" He nodded and softly said, "Yes, we are."

She smiled nervously. "Sometimes friends, when they become good, close friends, and form a bond..." she paused again, swallowing hard, realizing that the next few words that she'd utter would change their worlds forever.

"A bond so strong, like ours, that at times there's a need for more."

Her eyes fell on him again, but his countenance still gave no clue as to her proposal.

She took several small steps towards him and now she stood face to face with him. She was so close he could actually kiss her if he dared. Jimmy's heart raced. The thought, the unbelievable thought shot through him like an arrow. Was she saying what he thought she was saying? His palms began to sweat, his breathing becoming more labored.

"What I'm trying to say Jimmy...is that I want to be closer to you. I want us to experience our friendship in a more personal, physical kind of way." Her hands crept up steadily under his black jacket over his chest. Jimmy didn't know what to think. Was she seducing him? Hell yes she was. He determined that now.

"Damn I want you so bad." he thought to himself. Her forwardness made him hard. Her brazenness made him hot. Could he do it? Should he? He respected her. He wouldn't do anything to hurt her. But, he'd dreamt of this moment so many times and now she was here, proposing they engage in what he knew he could grant...a reaming hot, passionate, sexual offering of his manly goods.

Bringing her nose to his neck, she inhaled deeply, allowing his scent to travel her body. Her warm breath caressed his neck making Jimmy take a step back away from her. A look of frightened confusion spread over his face.

"I know you may think I'm crazy Jimmy but I know how I feel."

"What?"

"I have to confess that I was afraid. I was afraid I'd fall in love with you after that kiss. I've tried hiding how much I want you but I can't anymore. You lit something in me that was never there before and I can't put it out."

Jimmy not believing his ears took a couple steps back again, bumping into the small table in the room. She followed his every step instead, undettered. Her determination voiced in a concentrated stare.

"You can't mean what you're saying. What about...?"

"Shh." she simply uttered, cutting him off as she pressed a finger against his soft lips. "He's not important right now. He can't give me what I want but I know you can."

Taking his hat off his head, she tossed it aside and said, "I know you're thinking this ain't right but if feels damn right to me."

Her lips touched his lips softly. Jimmy's heart burnt like a roaring fire deep in his chest. He gave an audible sigh and whispered, "I better go."

"Don't." she commanded, piercing his brown eyes as she grabbed his wrist. "I don't want you to." And with that she once again kissed him tenderly, the tip of her tongue touching his lips. She persisted in her seduction, opening her mouth slightly, triggering the cravings of his erotic mind to take action. He couldn't resist any longer bringing his gloved hands to her face as he took control of her mouth. He kissed her full and deep. His hot kiss made her weak, made her very wet. They separated, trying to catch their breaths and he looked at her and had to ask, "Are you sure about this?"

"I don't have any doubts." she reassured him and soon penetrated his mouth with her tongue again. He welcomed her without reservation. He would give her what she sought.

She began unbuttoning her top as they kissed, the white blouse she donned soon hitting the floor. His eyes fell on the delicate contours of her chest, the outline of her bosom clearly seen through the cottony fabric of her camisole. He caressed her breasts with his gloved hands, feeling her fullness. She tossed her head back, setting herself free to enjoy the feel of his strong hands on her. He squeezed her nipples as he brought his mouth to hers, her soft moans making him harder. Jimmy slid the camisole off her shoulders, down her arms, releasing her beautiful white breasts. They were nice. He cupped her breasts, feeling her hard nipples between the black leather of his fingers. He brought his mouth to her nipples, his gloved hands holding her breasts in place as he sucked and bit slightly on her perkiness. The juices flowed heavily through her, like a dam now broken, her wetness pooling between her legs.

Next, she rid him of his jacket and began to untuck his shirt from his pants rather anxiously. She quickly unbuttoned his shirt to expose his well-built, smooth chest. His dark nipples called to her as she licked them and at the same time effortlessly rid him of his shirt. Her fingertips gently traced his contoured chest and rippled stomach. Jimmy felt chills everywhere. She pulled on his nipples, that excited her and she had another taste of them.

Jimmy took her hand, putting it on his hard cock. She looked down on his gloved hand over hers pressing hard against his cock. He was taking control. She liked that. A man who took control, made it known what he wanted done. His stiff penis potruded through his pants and her palm traveled its length building her anticipation that soon she'd have him in her mouth. To feel his rigid cock in her mouth is what she wanted so she unfastened his pants, sliding her hands inside. Closing her eyes, she felt his hair and wrapped her hand around his penis. He had great size and he was oh so stiff, just the way she'd imagined.

Kissing him once, she knelt directly in front of him, planting a kiss on his stomach, tracing the slight line of hair under his bellybutton to his pelvis with her seductive tongue as she pulled down his pants. She could smell the scent of manly sex and pressed her nose against him, enjoying the stimulating effect it gave her. Now, she was face to face with his cock. No more time to waste. Tracing his shaft with her tongue she looked up at him seeing he looked down on her and his gaze turned her on. She enjoyed every ripple of his engorged penis as she took him into her mouth, loving every inch he offered. She began a rhytmic stroke, her cheeks sucking hard, going back and forth. His moans encouraged her even more and she brought her hands to his hips, holding him still as she took him deeper into her mouth. He discarded his gloves, bringing both his hands to the back of her head as he felt her movements which increased his excitement.

He couldn't believe it as he looked down on her as she willingly gave him the great blowjob. Never in his wildest imaginations had he thought she'd be willing to suck his cock like she was doing now. He loved it! She was good, too damn good. Her strokes were well placed, her rhythm steady and controlled. Now she took him deeper, bringing him closer as her hands now secured his bare butt. For some reason he had always thought her so innocent. That she would be incapable of this sort of thing. To the contrary, even before the Express made itself a part of her, she had live on the wild side of life. She wasn't as innocent as they all thought her to be. She possessed an equally dirty, naughty mind.

She moaned with sheer delight as she sucked his stiff rod. She hadn't felt this excited in months. He deserved to be loved. To be given the love of a woman who understood him, knew him.

He felt the vibrations of his penis alerting him that soon he'd have to let go of his creamy explosion. At that moment he felt jealous. Jealous that she had performed this so expertly on her lover, to think he had enjoyed her like this. He quickly refocused on her now when she drew his attention from his thoughts as she disengaged her mouth from his penis beginning a jerking motion with her hand as her tongue caressed the head of his penis. He loved the look of that. She sucked his head as she stroked him with her hand. In various intervals she jerked him, sucked his head, took him in her mouth with even determined strokes. She wanted a taste of his cream. She craved his offering. She had attempted to conjure some result using this technique with her beau, but he failed her everytime. Somehow she knew Jimmy wouldn't. She sensed his danger and his danger was damn exciting.

Jimmy couldn't hold back. His penis throbbed. She knew the sign all too well. She felt him stiffen as her mouth drug on his cock tightly, encouraging him to let go. She pulled back slightly, waiting for his release. "Here it comes!" she thought excitedly as he voiced his coming explosion. Her heart beat faster, her breath faltered. She shook as she saw his delivery rushing to her. She welcomed it, catching a taste as he showered her with his creamy seed. She felt herself weaken and she audibly sang her pleasure as a deluge of juices poured from her as she let go of her own orgasm. She had been starved for something better Jimmy saw that now, and he was more than happy that he could oblige. Placing her lips against his penis, she savored the last drizzles of his delicious cum. She brought her fingertips to the head of his cock, then to her mouth, her tongue licking the the traces on her fingertips. Jimmy looked down on her and all he could think was, "Damn."

She knelt straight up, kissing his rippled stomach once again as she slowly made her way up on him, inhaling slowly, relishing every inch of his rugged body. Soon she stood face to face with him, her eyes soft, her countenace slightly flushed.

"Did you like that?" she asked naughtily.

Jimmy smiled shyly. It was still unreal. "I loved it." he confessed softly.

He leaned into her and gently engaged her in another hot kiss. She felt weak all over again as he kissed her fully not holding anything back. She brought her hands around his waist, placing them on his bare behind, recording their softness in her mind.

The sound of a horse entering the homestead brought their tryst to an end. He looked at her and she knew his thoughts right away.

"Don't worry. I'm looking forward to it." Their thoughts were in unison. The job was left unfinished but she knew he would make sure to give her all she deserved. He had afterall given her a taste of what she wanted and she had enjoyed it all too well. Her seduction was successful just the beginning of her ravenous appetite for him.

They dressed quickly, hiding all evidence of their love affair. A knock on the door followed a few minutes later.

"Come in." she invited.

The door slowly opened, letting in a hint of the cool breeze outside. Lou stepped inside.

"I thought I'd stop in and see how you were feeling Emma." she said. "Hi Jimmy." she greeted as her eyes found his. Jimmy smiled at Lou in return at her greeting as he and his beloved Emma sat at the table, just a couple of feet away from the spot where she had just made him come.

Emma smiled at the young girl. "Why I'm fine now Lullabelle. Jimmy was here keepin' me company. Care to join us? I'm making some hot tea."

Lou felt a twinge of jealousy. How long had Jimmy been here? How long had he been doting on her for crying out loud? She was angry inside. "Damn him." she thought. One day Jimmy Hickok. One day.

THE END

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